Stock homed.

A symbol to aim the hate

I love to become, leave them with foamed salivation

at my circular salvation of an enemy surrounded fate.

Accustomed to the piecing decorations

not bleeding, pleading for renewed lacerations

invented wounds to heal, be got sympathetic reactions

two bound, by ones hallucinations of acceptable fascinations

 leaves trails littered with misinterpreted aspirations

and derailing accusations, to earn the peer pressured justifications.

A verbal chain tied around two

which is which and who is who?

Highlight, copy and paste.

Scene filled with 'fragile', left behind, lines

cursing time for regrettable hindsight

for lined creation, comes from alternatively agile minds

and judged by the differentially blind

to conform to the known, to make it easier to find

the right plagiarised words to wrongly recite

confidently speaking loud, while looking down, left to right

reading the confusing lines, from amidst the bright highlights.

This isn't about the plagiarised pen writing might

but a plague that infects the mass-produced eyes

a contagious sight, that morphs mislabelled lives.

Satanic entertainment.

Static enveloped vision

white noise deafens

yet can't help but listen

to the random psychotic confessions

of lost misplaced souls, looking for a place to nest in.

Keep moving, each step is nervous unsure

laughter echoes, rattling the unsecure floor

invoking an earthquake to shatter uncovered walls

just as those damned disembodied voices scream, "encore"

and the bricks reconstruct, to a slightly different pattern then before.

Time withdrawn, redrawing self made internal lore

was the actual cause, of the pre-expressed unchivalrous war

of demons unshackled, the spies immortally abhorred

for they sabotage the retinas just to rearticulate the gore I endure  

left I squinting, beauty blinded, worlds marked a constant eyesore.

Perfected encased memories eternally fall

deforming.

All hail, the Devils performance.

Basket case.

Take a walk, slow for your heads hooded

blindness forced as fruit pelted, walk blooded

unsympathetic guide moves from your side to behind

another grabbed, pulled you up wooded steps to kick you to bended decline

unveiled afore a crowd of hatred and an unknown figure with an axe to grind.

Slumped on block as the jeering orchestra resigned, to cheer filled chimes.

                                                                   Cut deep, for feasting, many a hungry eyes.

One track minds.

Shhhh, my manic thoughts race

pillow smothered, sleep as I suffocate   

imagined fate to recreate left a fall from grace

the second wave grown from second rate

left the crowd inflated, eating off an over flown plate

just baiting the hate as hopes born without faith

decorated words left regurgitated actions easy to manipulate.

To hell with the hesitant, no accommodation for the alternate.

Rocked awake.

Rock slide the free ride

broken, from completion derived.

Boulders split open, free the rocks caged inside

rocking their inner stones in a vigorous lullaby

to but a speck unrecognized, to a child's eyes.

Cliffside, let loose the cascading rubble

and show the great ocean, as but a shallow puddle.

Self paved.

Walk down the hurdled road
no back tracking on the mistaken codes
for Humans an excuse to misguided growth
brittle shoulders unable to hold a justified load.

Value the look back, for money talks, on the souls sold.